The live apology had been going on for over half an hour, and Sabrina felt it was more than enough.
Initially, she had assumed the apology would be a matter of a few sentences—just a formality to get through.
Of course, the PR department and Martin had also thought the live stream would be over in ten minutes, tops.
They had expected it to be followed by a reversal in public opinion.
But in reality, nothing was going according to plan.
In fact, the situation was disastrous. This was starting to give them a headache. The stream had already been running for over half an hour.
With such poor results, they didn't want to end it so quickly. They hoped that by dragging it out a little longer, they might salvage something.
But Sabrina had run out of things to say. Now she was just weeping and repeating, "I'm sorry."
She had no other choice.
Her eyes, fixed on Martin just outside the camera's view, were pleading for help.
However, Martin was staring at the live comments, a bitter taste in his mouth that he couldn't wash away.
How could a public apology turn out like this?
This completely defeated the purpose of doing it in the first place.
"Mr. Mercer, maybe we should just end it here. It looks like Madam has nothing more to say, and she's already gone through most of the script she memorized.
If this continues, it will just make us look…"
"Don't be ridiculous," Martin snapped in a low voice. "We've come this far. Look at the comments online! We're already getting torn apart. If we stop now, all of this will have been for nothing!"
After rebuking his subordinate, Martin gave Sabrina an encouraging gesture, his eyes filled with the hope that she could hold on a little longer.



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